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Chapter 644 Teacher Yuanshi, I'm sorry, my disciple

"Ever since I was dragged from the future to the present by those two masters who did everything except "personnel affairs".

I knew that I was just a black pot rack, and it was densely packed with black pots at all times, and from time to time, a few more black pots would be piled on top of them from the sky. It was really difficult for me."

In fact, Zhang Yuanshan's positioning of himself is very accurate. As a disciple of the other side, he knows from the bottom of his heart how vast the power of those supreme other shores is.

Therefore, from beginning to end, he did not regard the many memories he gained from the future as weights for his wanton squandering in this world and this era. Instead, he put the word "stability" first, and every move he made was in line with the original providence of the world.

The trajectory, at most, is to use the majesty of his Zhenwu Tianzun to seek some subtle benefits for himself.

And what he does most is actually trying to maintain the original trajectory of the world and burning all the "scripts" that are not original!

And he also believed why Lin Qing, the teacher of Zhenwu Tianzun, equipped himself with such equipment that no one with great supernatural powers could ever possess.

Doesn't it mean that whenever there is danger, you can rush forward as soon as possible, use your own strength to destroy all things that do not exist in the providence of time and space, and become the most talented person to take the blame?

He is obviously a person from the "future", but he doesn't think about how to change history. Instead, he consciously works hard to maintain the historical process. This is indeed a very interesting thing.

But Zhang Yuanshan didn't feel any surprise at all.

After all, I am just a minion accompanying Emperor Yuanshi on a private visit incognito. The real boss is Emperor Yuanshi. Is he acting as a pot dish because he dislikes that his death is not tragic enough?

Instead, he lowered his attitude, whether he was a mount or a disciple, or even a charlatan who took the blame.

In short, it is natural to suffer losses, suffer hardships and take the wrong medicine, but at least there is no risk to one's life.

As long as you work hard, it shouldn't be difficult to survive until the next era...right...

Touching his face as big as a bucket, and then thinking about all the thrills that happened to his team in the previous mission, Zhang Yuanshan cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Yuanshan slowly spread his thoughts, and several members of his group had already begun to exchange their favorite items with the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"Brothers, in the previous mission, I got an opportunity from the secret room at the back of the Shaolin Temple in the mission world, and passed down the true meaning of the location-level martial arts "Ananda's breaking sword", and I clearly understood Ananda.

The first position of the breaking sword is "cutting off the pure".

In theory, at least my moves are as good as those of the real monks in the Shaolin Temple, and it has virtually saved me thousands of good deeds."

Meng Qi talked eloquently in front of the bill of manifestation of the Lord of Six Paths of Samsara.

It was precisely because of this unexpected encounter that the hole in his good deeds was greatly alleviated, and he finally had the opportunity to get a glimpse of the real magical skills.

So this time Meng Qi simply exchanged for other more profound martial arts to cover up his "iron shirt" full of grooves!

"I don't know how I got so crazy before that I would exchange for the "Iron Cloth Shirt" martial arts set. What if I become famous in the world in the future, let alone the nickname "Iron Arhat"!"

"Junior Brother Meng wants to exchange for new martial arts? If that's the case, then we should talk about it properly." Zhang Yuanshan, who was feeling sad that he was an emotionless scapegoat, suddenly showed his temper in vain, and his mind immediately cheered up.

If I tremble a little at this time and persuade the teacher to change my "deceptive" major practice, then the master will spread the confusion of "Mang King Kong" to all the heavens and all the worlds, even to the endless time and space of the empty sea outside the territory.

With the name of the number, it is possible...

No one knows better than his disciples how deeply his teacher will hate his nickname of "Mang King Kong" in the future!!

If there is a chance to reverse the future and tamper with the past, Zhang Yuanshan believes that no matter how much time goes by, his teacher will bear the consequences for him!

"Suck it...suck it, I must not laugh..."

"This is a great opportunity to really improve your qualifications and leave a deep impression on the other side!"

"From now on, it all depends on whether you will eat hot and spicy food, or eat chaff and drink watery food..."

What is Master Meng Qi's personality and what kind of martial arts does he like?

Do you even need to ask this?!

White clothes beat the snow, and you appear holy in front of others.

The clothes are fluttering, and the sword is flying.

The noble force forces people to compete for freedom, but the dragon and the phoenix can control it.

The hall was full of flowers and three thousand guests were drunk, and fourteen states were frosty with one sword!!!

As long as you follow this train of thought, you can easily guess what kind of martial arts Master will choose next.

This is a meritorious achievement for nothing. If you don't take it, you won't get it for nothing.

"Hahahaha(?w?)hiahia! Junior Brother Meng Qi, Senior Brother, I have been thinking about it for a long time, and I feel that a set of martial arts is very suitable... very suitable for you. Come ↗ Come ↗ Come ↗, Senior Brother Zhang, I will give you a clear path today.

…”

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, a heavy cough sounded in Zhang Yuanshan's ears. The Xuanshui flag that had been stuck on his waist waved without any wind. The phantom of billowing black water spread from the flag and covered it, seeming to be hidden in this unknown place.

Submerge him all the time!

"Um?"

Before the black water of the abyss performed by Xuanshui Black Flag could submerge Zhang Yuanshan and wash his mind, there was another faint voice rising and falling in his ears, like that of Emperor Qingyao of the West.

A vague Taoist wheel as white as the bright moon suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Yuanshan's eyes. The round light was as pure and perfect as the bright moon, casting a clear light and covering his face.

Then he saw a familiar hand that made Zhang Yuanshan's face ache just by looking at it, stretching out from the Taoist wheel of the wild moon.

A small and exquisite jade ax in Na Su's hand was pressed against Zhang Yuanshan's neck at some point.

"Burn!" "Eat!" "Destroy" "Punishment!" "Execute!" "Silent!" "No!" "Freeze!" "Destroy!"

Nine Heavenly Punishment Dao patterns are flying on the surface of the jade axe, and the layers of abyss created by the black flag of Xuanshui appear to be nothing.

This period of time is going backwards, and the void of the six realms of reincarnation is repeating itself here, but no matter how much Zhang Yuanshan wants to struggle and cry, even if he flips a little like a salted fish, the jade ax is always locked on him.

At the same moment, Zhang Yuanshan's eyes suddenly flashed with light.

A very faint and faint river of time, like a long river of time that hides all the possibilities in the world, emerges in the distant high place.

Wave after wave of tyrannical and terrifying auras rose into the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth, tearing apart the eternal immortal sky, and emerged layer by layer hanging in the highest and inexplicable place. Even the greatness of time could not be imposed on them.

A corner!

The figures were looking at Zhang Yuanshan with half-smiling faces, waiting for this person's choice.

In an instant, everything disappeared, like an illusion.

But the sharp edge on his neck that can cut through time is still vivid in his mind, and the flag that has been hanging on his waist is becoming more and more established unconsciously.

"I……"

Zhang Yuanshan's eyes filled with tears, and his lips trembled: "Teacher Yuanshi, I'm sorry for you. Don't blame me for being unfilial and unable to help you. It's really because... the ax on my neck is too sharp. …”

But it suddenly occurred to me that I had tricked my master, who had always regarded me as a scapegoat.

Zhang Yuanshan recalled that feeling...

"Oh, it smells so good!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang. What kind of martial arts do you think is suitable for me? Tell me?? ('w')?" Meng Qi at the side had no idea how powerful this sinister human heart was in all the worlds. The road was slippery, but he was still blinking his innocent eyes and looking at Zhang Yuanshan with piercing eyes.

Several other people not far away, even though they were busy exchanging things, couldn't help but prick up their ears in the midst of their busy schedules, wanting to hear that Senior Brother Zhang, who was undoubtedly the number one in strength in his team, was a big brother. What martial arts would you choose for Junior Brother Meng?

"Just choose the "Golden Bell"!" Zhang Yuanshan did not dare to hesitate at all.

Meng Qi: "Uh(~_~;)...(?_?) Senior Brother Zhang, are you trying to trick your own junior brother? I am your direct brother, pure and simple!"

"Moreover, the iron cloth shirt and the golden bell mask, what kind of pit have I fallen into? From now on, will my jade-faced Xiao Meng still have the reputation in the world?"

Think about it again, the little snack guy exchanged the tuneless music scores at the suggestion of Senior Brother Zhang, and was touching the fake hair he was wearing because his hair never grew.

Meng Qi was deeply suspicious at this moment, what if their team formed a group in the future.

I had just filled up the golden bell, and rushed into the enemy with the special effects of the iron cloth shirt, and then the foodie was playing some unspeakable BJM music to myself from behind, such as "Pure Land of Paradise" and "New Treasure Island", and then I He danced and took off his fake headgear...
Chapter completed!
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